shake your bootie baby

i've been so busy and so tired and so much so much happy. finally got to go to a proper rave with proper dj's playing wicked music, under the influence of the right influences. spinning and twirling away no matter what you have to say about it. nice to know i still have some of it in me.

no i'm not dead yet. and not ready to be. and this is good news.

working on music late into the night and instead of thinking about the music, the music has me thinking. i see myself in the mirror and i see myself in photos and i feel so distant from myself. so chilled so cold and so destroyed, so hated, and yet there's more. so ignored, so forgotten. if it weren't for her i'd forget myself too. and abandon myself into deep oblivion. that's what the music is telling me.